Spine Poems - Poems about Spine

...Pictures of babies and license plates, are you asking a criminal to find you? The internet is NOT benevolent. It’s phony as hell, you better believe it; Keep your life out of reach and private. ......Read the rest...

... Condescending Mastermind Your path is certain, Always a narrow line. Your words you fill with sweet designs; Relinquish scattered emotions to the flame of the hearts, Now eroded with time. W......Read the rest...

...innumerable miniature bliss bubbles explode illuminating fully the head ovoid methinks dear heart, we’ve struck the mother lode reality as we once knew it is destroyed the Bindu point becomes......Read the rest...

...‘Waupaca Awakens’ The thin ice cracks As daylight breaks, Along the still waters Of a chain of lakes Melting snow and slush Both lapping the pier, Letting the bluegill know A new season i......Read the rest...

...Harmony was missing in the breezy hills, lonely paths were gleaning with fresh rain; eagles owned the chilly, noiseless heavens: stillness reigned over the barren terrain! Then a slender boy sp......Read the rest...

...Harmony was missing in the breezy hills, lonely paths were gleaning with fresh rain; eagles owned the chilly, noiseless heavens: stillness reigned over the barren terrain! Then a slender boy sp......Read the rest...

...The conscience is my guide; soul’s compass infallible. Befriending silence, I dwell in the vast void; freed from fetters of dark desire. Holy Spirit makes me complete: entwining polarities, ......Read the rest...

... He learned so quickly how to not bring sticks and balls back He seems to think when he puts his head down there should be a bowl beneath it Strained swell into a wells Turning the nail Hamme......Read the rest...

...I stood at the bus stop deciding which way to go and I look towards the East and my adrenaline starts to flow, the traffic was going one way and wind was blowing the other way, and perspiration start......Read the rest...

...as bliss pheromones mingle we feel our enlivened spine tingle poised in stillness, our attention sharp kundalini ascends upward, playing a harp the harp we speak of has thirty three str......Read the rest...

...I'm symphony in your hands fingers soft-playing my spinal keys ebony and ivory it's black and white tonight and every other night stoking with soft-sound stroking with tremolo touch the sighing n......Read the rest...

... I have an inkling My writing is winking At me behind my back Or maybe its just blinking, Mindlessly thinking While wrinkling up My tiny universe By tinkering And intermingling The real a......Read the rest...

...Sometimes, we expect the sun to rise and smile, through hazy hellish clouds carrying vindictive verdicts of venomous vultures, surmising hues of ink to pierce through pores of this bl......Read the rest...

...In dust-laden silence, past the reach of day, The mansion's library whispered of forgotten tales, Its heartbeat echoed in the books arrayed. Time's soft touch graced each spine and page, Among ......Read the rest...

...What if I never get better What if years pass and I’ll still find myself favoring solitude with no desire to form new relationships I’ll long for love but never allow myself a chance out of the c......Read the rest...